Qiao Yun pursed her lips and said softly, "I really like it."
Lu Zhanxing smiled, eyes curving happily, "As long as you like it."
Although it was a last-minute decision to buy a gift to cover up his childish actions, he had still chosen the gift with great care.
Lu Jingzhi's gaze was just as tender. Whether his sister would accept or forgive him no longer mattered; as long as she was happy, that was enough.
He would no longer force Qiao Yun to do things she didn't like to do.
He knew he didn't have the right.
In this period, Lu Jingzhi became very self-aware, as he didn't want history to repeat itself; he didn't want to push Qiao Yun away again.
Qiao Yun didn't know that there were many people standing up for her.
They all tacitly kept it from her, silently protecting her in their own ways.
Their intentions were simple: they wanted Qiao Yun to be happy and not troubled by trivial matters.
…
The next day.
